My favorite plant Xu Junyan
In summer, the flowers on my balcony compete with each other. On one side of the flower shelf, morning glory with heart-shaped leaves is trying to climb up. Among the lush leaves, there are many snow-white flowers, everyone in the family likes it.
It is not very impressive, just a few white flowers make it appear elegant, but still very vulgar. Only I know that it has valuable quality. I have a habit. The first thing I do when I get up in the morning is to count the flowers. One morning, I counted the morning glory as usual, and suddenly found a thin flower lying quietly in a thick cluster of leaves. Compared with the proud flowers around me, it was only a 'late baby'. I gently plucked the leaves around me with kindness. So it will be bathed in the warm morning sun!
The sunshine touches the flowers selflessly, which makes the proud flowers more proud. However, the bud seemed to be asleep, and there was no sign of opening. I felt bored and walked away.
After a while, I feel bored, come to see the flowers and plants. At this time, I was surprised to find that the small flower bud has become bulging, as if people touch it will burst like. At this time, the sun has risen a lot higher than before.
The flower bud absorbed the essence of the earth and the nutrition of the sun, and made a great effort. The front of the bud gradually formed a five pointed star shape. It's on its way!
The sun saw, selflessly give it more sunshine, the leaves around it also make way for a way. At this time, it has fully bloomed! Even if it is smaller than other flowers, but it is the biggest and most beautiful in my eyes.
I like morning glory because it sticks to the end; I like morning glory because it doesn't admit defeat.
My favorite plants
Just a few days ago, my grandfather gave me a basin of Mimosa, I put it on the balcony full of sunshine. 'look! It's starting to stretch! How the green leaves stretch out! The bright sunshine caresses the leaves, glittering!
One day, my mother was not at home, so I went to see my 'shy little girl'. Its leaves are very strange, a root is very thin stem, there are things like small needles on both sides. When the flowers of Mimosa are in full bloom, the flowers are very small and insignificant, but when you observe carefully, you will find it beautiful and lovely, very popular! However, it does not have that kind of 'wild fire burning, spring breeze blowing again' feeling.
Mimosa is a row of 10 to 20 leaves, two rows of small leaves grow on a stem, forming a large leaf, as long as you reach out and touch, that leaf will quickly lean to the middle. Interestingly, the stem will also hang down. It's fun.
The leaves are becoming more and more vigorous. It has a habit, that is, they will automatically close the leaves at night, shining green in the sun, as if they are working hard for that beautiful flower.
Ah! I love Mimosa, a shy little girl!
I also like dancing grass, which is a tropical plant, the appearance of Sargassum, and crystal blue. These are all my favorite plants. Chapter 3: my favorite plant Liu Ruishi
Plants are really a kind of magical things. They fall to the ground, take root, sprout, grow leaves until they bloom. Every process is wonderful. However, among many plants, the rose is my favorite.
A few days ago, my mother took a rose from her colleague and carefully loaded it into the flowerpot. I always have a strong interest in flowers, whenever I have leisure, I will observe that small life. Something was really observed.
The growth cycle of roses is about one month. Maybe that's how they got their name. Every time they bloom, their colors change. What you saw last week is a pink flower, and in a month it will turn into a white bud again. So, after that rose changed one color after another, we ushered in the cold winter.
What about the rose? Unfortunately, weeks have passed and nothing has happened to it. I think: should not bloom, it will not go to see it.
But it is growing bit by bit, trying to support their own bud. Finally one day, it bloomed. I can't believe it. What a beautiful flower it is! It stands softly and firmly in the wind. The white petals seem to be stained with a little orange, showing a hazy beauty. Thin as silk petals layer upon layer, like a beautiful gauze skirt; from afar, it looks like a falling cloud. I stare at the flower, a gust of wind blowing, vaguely, as if to see it is rotating the body dance, as if it is not a flower, but a beautiful fairy.
Although the rose is beautiful, but it is too gorgeous, more vulgar; although the peony is atmospheric, but too dignified, less beautiful; chrysanthemum although colorful, but the color is too much, too colorful, will be charming eyes. Therefore, when appreciating, I still feel that the beauty of the month is not vulgar, the beauty is not clear, and the beauty is not strong. It is a sad thing for those literati who only praise plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum instead of looking at the rose.
Chapter 4: my favorite plants
When it comes to my favorite plant, you must ask: is it Lily? Is it a rose? Is it violet? &Hellip & hellip; is not right. My favorite plant may not even have heard of it. It is vanilla.
When eating ice-cream, we have tasted vanilla. It is vanilla. I like the unique fragrance of vanilla. Although it is not as rich as lily or as charming as rose, its fragrance has a kind of magic to relax people's mood. It is slightly like the smell of soil in the wet forest, more like the fresh air pouring into the window in the morning. Such fragrance can not make people happy Happy?
The appearance of vanilla is not good-looking. It is not as straight as pine and cypress, nor as graceful as green pineapple. It is short, not strong twigs, slightly bent down, just like a bad old man. But after every rain and rain, in the grass, it is always shaking the body with rain and dew. It is the first to stand up. It must have a heart of perseverance.
Vanilla does not bloom, if opened is also a few yellow flowers, no aroma, let alone fruit. Vanilla has a wide range of uses, picked and dried to make sachet; in summer, boiled mung bean sugar water and put a few pieces, bowl fragrance; put into the refrigerator, deodorization effect is no less than lemon & hellip; & hellip;
I love vanilla. Although it doesn't have a strong aroma, it doesn't look good, and it doesn't work out & hellip; & hellip; however, in this city of red light and green wine, what other plants can emit the flavor from the deep mountains, and what plants can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen. 'what about it?
Chapter 5: my favorite plants
My favorite plant is cactus. They grow in the desert.
The thorn of cactus is the leaf, and it has many uses. Desert lack of water, in order to survive, cactus leaves degenerate into spines, and sharp and hard, so that water from the body can not run out. Cactus thorn can also help it absorb water, not only can absorb rain, but also directly absorb water vapor from the air. Thorns can also be used as weapons to prevent animals from eating cactus.
The stem of cactus is a good place to store water. The stems of common plants are generally thin, while the stems of cactus are huge. Large stems help cacti store water, even if they are not watered for weeks, months or even years in the arid desert. Plus needle like leaves are not easy to send out water, cactus is simply a large reservoir.
The roots of cactus absorb water very well. Because it seldom rains in the desert, cactus must cherish every drop of rain, so their roots are very many, very large and very long. Although the appearance of cactus is not big, in fact, its roots extend very wide, so that it can absorb more rain and prepare for the dry season.
The flowers of cactus are only used for sowing. The flowering period of cactus is very short, as long as it is sown, it will wither immediately. They also do this to keep water, because flowering is a waste of water. They don't blossom for people to watch.
Cactus in the harsh environment does not yield, tenacious survival spirit is worth learning, so I like it. I also want to be a cactus standing in the sand!
There are two pots of orchids on my windowsill. It looks like two beautiful girls in the distance, which makes people never tire of seeing them. Close close observation: its leaf roots close to the middle, the tip of the leaf, the rest of the long leaves, slightly down, the color is tender green, when I touch it, I feel it is soft and smooth.
I like orchid, like its light fragrance, elegant personality.